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:TGB: Orange Fire Demitri

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Published: Nov 22, 2012

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Edit 5/25/13 New art and some new personality changes in the making
EDIT She's an adolescent now END EDIT
Edit 12/18/13 New Art thanks to =crazy-hat Ignore her info. That's getting changed
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Name: Demitri (dehm-MEE-tree) (Demi for short, called by closer Friends)
Kit Name: Dove
Age: 18 months
Gender: Female
Breed: Nubelung, Lynx point Siamese mix
Accessories:
-a necklace with a copper bead holding a jade.

Tribe’s Tattoo: Orange-Fire
Profession: Guard
Ability: Secondary (shields)

Physical Description:
Coming from her Siamese genetics, Demitri has a light, but quick frame. Not the best body structure for a guard apprentice, but she still aspires to do so. Demitri is fitted with long legs and a longer, semi-fluffy tail. Her base coat is a grayish silver and his shorter, but has many ruffles and bristles in it. Her “bangs” generally to the right side of her face, and just about cover her right eye. She keeps the tips trimmed so they don’t get her way too much. (She may be seen with a braided grass headband at some times when her bangs need trimmed, but have not been done.) Demitri has a white chest and underbelly with a deep “V” shape on her chest, white toes and white mark, just above both her eyes. Like color pointed cats, Demi has a lynx/tabby pointing on all four legs going up to her lower shoulder/hip. She also has darker ears, some tabbing from her eyes and a darker tail, with a noticeably darker tip. Demitri also a darker muzzle and partial neck. Lastly, Demitri has bright green eyes, that will turn more yellow has she gets older, and her pink-fire tattoo covers her left eye.

Personality:
[Bold/Tomboyish/Argumentative/Blunt/Jealous/Optimistic/ Self loathing (secretly)/Sassy ]

[Bold]- Demitri is the kind of cat that will go all out with something. She’s not afraid of what others are going to think of her. She’s a free spirit to say the least. She’ll also do things, simply because she wants to sometimes. She can do something that can embarrass any other cat, but she’ll just blow it off and keep doing what she loves/wants.

[Tomboyish]- Demitri could be the pure definition of “Tomboy”. She won’t do things that most girly she-cats might do. She enjoys running out in the rain and in the mud. She believes she gets along better with toms rather than most she-cats. Demi doesn’t gossip or groom herself needlessly like other she-cats. She prefers to run, fight and swim most of all. She also hates having to look nice. The only “feminine” things about this she-cat is her gender and the accessories given to her while she was an exile.

[Argumentative]- Demitri has a thing for arguing. She loves to argue despite warnings from her elders. This trait developed at a young age as she found enjoyment in debating with others over sometimes silly and meaningless things. Demi is also not one to admit defeat in debate either. She hates losing and will often keep arguing until she literally has nothing left to say.

[Blunt]- This she-cat will tell you how something is, without any second thought. Appearance, weather, anything really. She is just really plain about how she explains, and/or points something out.

[Jealous:]

[Optimistic:]

[Self-Loathing (secretly):]

[Sassy:]

Backstory:
This a rather simple story for a complex kit. Dove was born as an exile, with a brother and loving mother. He father had left his mate when he found out his was pregnant. Dove was an energetic and naïve kit. Constantly playing, as if there was not a care in the world. She had no idea about the life her mother lived, being exiled forced from where she grew up. At the age of 4 months, Dove was given her tattoo. She was a Fire kit. But rather than being a Pink-Fire like a normal tribe kit. She was black. There was no worry for Dove though. She was happy, the only trial that she considered even worth noting was that she was picked on a bit by the other kits (mainly the males, seeing as that was all she’d ever hang around with) for being naïve and easy to believe things. By sheer will, the little tomboy Dove trained herself to be doubtful, to not believe things. As she succeeded, not being able to believe almost anything. Dove played and ran and perfected her shield skills. Her life was simple as a kit. Then a day that will forever change her life came. The war was over. They could return. Dove did not quite understand. Was she not meant to live this life? Was there another with these strangers who’d fought fiercely? Her mother that she loved so much, chose to stay. As a parting gift, and as a memory of a mother who truly loved her, her own jade necklace, and a earring that she had been carefully crafting for months. Wary, but optimistic, Dove traveled to the land of Nadryx, was given her true name, Demitri and was sent to her true life with the Fire-Tribe. Her life undecided and her future bright.

Family
Mother- Claire (status unknown)
Father- Douglas (status unknown)

Siblings-
-Algernon

Mate- N/A

Kit(s)- None yet

Relationships:
= Soul bond
= Family

= Acquaintance
= Friend
= Good friend/Best friend
= Crush/Attraction
= Love/Mate
= Discomfort/Despise/Loathe

| Bonny:
She's really nice and pretty. She thinks I am too, but I don't think so. She's kind too, she's probably the first real friend I've made since I came the tribes. I hope we can be very good friends someday.

|
Castail:
Castail, he's the deputy, and my new mentor. Even though I am a secondary and he's a primary, I couldn't ask for a better mentor. He's taught me so much after one lesson. Much better than my last two mentors.

| Alergnon: My dearest brother. I miss you so much. You were my best friend and guardian for all that time before we came home. Then you went to shadow. I love you Mouse. <3

|fav.me/d5807af Otter: Well, Sel and I...To be anncounced

RP Example:
From a private TGB RP
[Green-Earth//Rey//Moonfish Lake] A dark tabby figure trudged through the springy grass around the sandy bank of the lake with a pang sadness in his chest. The war seemed to be ages ago rather the few it really was. The loss seemed to follow him around where he went. He turned his head and screw his odd-eyes to take a look the scars given to him before the final battle. The three jagged scars of his flank from the Green-Shadow he killed. The small one on his nose that was now starting to get smaller from the Pink-Shadow that now hated him. That wanted his blood on her paws. The scent of blood and wounds from the battle days before was starting to fade away, but still lingered around his being. He pushed back the painful memories of death and suffering and continued his walk. Strangely, the grass, so full of life, brought him no relief like it did so many times before. Rey put on a face that seemed calm and collected, and padded on the soft sand of the bank of the large body of water. He raised his head, retaining the strong and proud persona he had before the war and began walking and weaving through a patch of large trees. He turned his head and noticed how far Earth-Tribe seemed to be. He redirected his himself and continued to walk around the trees. He felt the life surging through them, but it seemed meaningless to him at this point. There was too much pain, too much loss to consider the life in the trees around him. They did not feel what he did, did not, and would never know the pain the he felt. He again pushed the thoughts away as almost ran into a jet black she-cat. He swerved, his shoulder just bumped into hers. “Sorry about that.” Not even noticing a familiar ginger and white tom just steps away. He gave a jet black she-cat an apologetic, but warm smile.

Art,Demi- Me
TGB- ~Tzurai